Under the moonlight, the figures of the approaching group gradually became clearer.
From their appearance, they looked almost identical to Crisis and the other wooden fairies, with their petite and delicate figures and similar flight postures.
However, unlike the simple, translucent wings of Crisis and the other wooden fairies, their butterfly-like wings were adorned with vibrant colors, making the difference between the two easily distinguishable.
"Treants, Dwarf Elves, and even humans?"
The leading female flower fairy blinked her starry eyes, scanning everyone in our group one by one, her face, blackened by the smoke of war, full of astonishment.
Not only her, but even the other flower fairy elders behind her looked at each other in disbelief.
Though Treants and Dwarf Elves had been oppressed by dragons for centuries, they were known entities in the Outer Region, but why were humans, who had never even been able to enter the Outer Region, appearing here?
